Poems
Endless Love, Endless Suffering

                                                                A Master's life seems always in danger.
                                                                               It's not just a joke You said.

                                                                   You often laugh at Your supreme job.
                                                            A Master, a "garbage collector,"
                                                      Actually mean the same.

                                         No one really understands
                                      How much You suffer,
                                      Because You never give us the chance.
                                           You try to fix our broken hearts,
                                               Entertain Your beloved ones
                                                   As much as You can.
                                                       Yet now You suffer again.

                                                     You name Yourself, Ching Hai (Pure Ocean),
                                                           It seems that the love You give
                                                               And the sins You take, like the ocean,
                                                                  Will never come to an end.

                                                                     There's no other rescue
                                                                           Unless we begin
                                                                             To love every creature that God creates
                                                                                Until the end.
                                                                                    There's no other rescue,
                                                                                       Except love is the only way.

                                                                           From now on,
                                                                      Perhaps we'll feel Your pain.
                                                                   Take this love medicine, Master.
                                                                 Let us pray to God
                                                              To allow us to share it with You!

                                                   By Sister Initiate Weilin Hsu, Taipei, Formosa


Endless Love, Endless Suffering Who Am I? A Lantern Kept On For You